[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Qasr El Nil Barracks[/center][hr]

Though she was thankful for Haakon's defense on her behalf, it seems the Lord Major was having none of it. After listening to the man, it became clear as to why he was in such a fussy mood. A man from the prison here to see them about a murder that they were implicated in? It had to be the dead body from their excursion. The fiend responsible was in custody though. Surely they weren't suspects? They were innocent and, in fact, helped nab the man responsible! If anything, they should be rewarded!

[color=F48CA7]"That's absurd! They can't possibly think we are responsible! We helped catch the man as he was going after Aziza. Surely that counts for something?"[/color] She huffed a bit, but calmed down. Really, she was getting a headache. [color=F48CA7]"Sorry, but surely you can see where my anger comes from. We appreciate the help none the less. Hopefully this will be taken care of soon and we can put all of that behind us."[/color]

At the mention of a counsel to help them, Josephine waited anxiously to see who it would be. There were some delectable members in his regiment. Before she knew it though, she heard the clip clop of footsteps and that loud voice she heard before (all too well) shrieked.

This wasn't good.